Date released: 1/2/10 – 28/2/10
Chords: Here
Lyrics:
The ringmaster's getting tired of his life Training a circus of apathetic clowns That go down through the ages History has shown that they don't seem alone When the makeup runs dry, they all hold their breath And flick through all the pages But the tricks of the trade are all they have made With the beating hearts and the plans they obeyed Danger: picking locks and burglary will get you nowhere fast The tricks of the trade are all that they see Roaming the streets and doing jobs for free The feeling, however exciting it is, won't last The bus driver's running service number five But he turns his head and does some blow on the side Nobody asks him why He drives into town from his high, coming down The bridge opens up and lets a few boats through His wife begins to cry But the tricks of the trade are all they have made With the beating hearts and the plans they obeyed Danger: picking locks and burglary will get you nowhere fast The tricks of the trade are all that they see Roaming the streets and doing jobs for free The feeling, however exciting it is, won't last The tricks of the trade are all that they use The men are all dickheads, the women abuse The tricks of the trade are all that they use The men are all dickheads, the women abuse The tricks of the trade are all that they use The men are all dickheads, the women abuse The tricks of the trade are all that they use The men are all dickheads, the women abuse
Notes: The first one that I did for the RPM Challenge 2010 – my body decided it wanted to block my nose. AWESOME. Additionally, I have no idea what this song’s about
thryn really doesn’t agree with my northern accent
